Famous for its alt-country twang on the 1999 debut The Tennessee Fire, My Morning Jacket now deftly dodges classification. The band will return to Boise Sunday, Sept. 9, to play the Idaho Botanical Garden in the waning days of Boise's steamy summer.
In 2002, My Morning Jacket performed to a much smaller crowd at Neurolux. Since then, the band has dropped four other full-length albums, re-shuffled members and morphed its sound dramatically.
Coincidentally, Boise now serves as home to former MMJ guitarist Johnny Quaid, who currently fronts the Americana act The Ravenna Colt. That country collective takes the Old West motif and runs with it.
MMJ tour-mates Shabazz Palaces—comprised of Ishmael Butler and Tendai "Baba" Maraire—create experimental, chaotic, reverberating hip-hop. Shabazz Palaces' 2011 release Black Up pairs chunky electronic sampling with ethereal female chants, topped by Butler and Maraire's distorted rhymes. The result is something akin to a post-apocalyptic drum circle.
You may remember Pete Peterson as the man who campaigned to be Idaho's governor with his "Beat Butch" line of women's underwear. Or you may remember him as the man who has twice tried to recall Idaho Superintendent of Public Instruction Tom Luna. Or maybe you remember him as the man who knocked it out of the park at London's Comedy Store.
But whether you remember those things or not, you'll never forget him in the role of rapping Mother Goose in a new video that was recently posted to Funny or Die.
And now we'll sit back and wait for the response from the ODB of Idaho politics: Harley Brown.
We recently got a somewhat miffed communique from local venue/skate warehouse/hooligan hideaway The Shredder, located at 430 S. 10th St. The beef was over referring to it as a "metal venue."
"This evening's happy hour is brought to you by Willie Nelson and there is a DJ/rave here tonight, though both of us [the staff] like the genre of course, we'd rather not be labeled as a 'metal' only venue," it read.
In retrospect, it was a vile slur to label the go-to destination in Boise for all bands named after infectious diseases and obscure political movements a "metal" venue. Just because it's called The Shredder doesn't mean they won't let you in the door if you prefer to swing. Or, as you'll see tonight, to croon.
Austin Lucas, one of the finest voices in underground country (or folk punk if you prefer), will be swinging through Boise tonight to belt out some rebel yells and offer lyrical demonstrations in how to best soak your broken heart in whiskey.
Lucas takes the simple structures of country, but looks a little beyond the standard dog/pickup truck/devil woman motifs and asks bigger existential questions set to a similarly shuffled beat. It's a good formula, and one that has served him well. He tours regularly and has scored no shortage of high-profile festival gigs.
Tonight, he'll be in Boise with P.J. Bond, James Plane Wreck and locals Poke. The show starts at 8 p.m. and costs $8. Rock fingers and air guitar are not mandatory, but The Shredder sure as shit won't frown on 'em either.
Missing the Exergy Tour already? Revisit all the action from the final stage in the slideshow below.
Have you joined the legions of people trying to get their abs toned, butts lifted and arms muscled before summer really hits? Good for you. We're sure that treadmill appreciates all the time you've been spending with it.
But wouldn't it be stellar if you could run off those winter pounds without cramping, knees hurting or those hips getting all tight and uncomfortable? Well, you can learn how to run with less pain today at the Therapeutic Associates' Parkcenter location.
Beginning at 6:30 p.m., you can learn about efficient running techniques, cross training and drills to do at home, as well as view demonstrations and video gait analysis, so you'll be all set for the bajillion 5- and 10K fun runs coming up in the next few months. Seasoned runners and beginners are welcome, and the class is FREE.
Attendees stretched out on the Idaho Botanical Garden's wide grassy lawn on May 29, quietly rummaging through picnic baskets and listening to the lilting coo of female a capella folk trio Mountain Man.
Though Mountain Man’s sound would be at home on the O’ Brother Where Art Thou soundtrack, the trio’s stage banter was far less polished. Asides about prom and popularity distracted from the group’s set, as did their lack of stage presence. In fact, my date wasn’t even aware that a live band was playing until well after we’d nabbed a couple of beers and settled into our spot.
But when Canadian songstress Leslie Feist finally took the stage in a floppy hat with a full band in tow, the mood instantly changed. Feist launched into “Comfort Me,” off her 2011 release Metals, singing: "When you comfort me / It doesn't bring me comfort actually."
She paused to prod the seated crowd: “You guys look comfortable but maybe you could also sing along?”
In between chiding the tame audience, Feist also called out to the freeloading “desert people” sprinkled on the hills behind the Botanical Garden.
“Did you bring some nice cheese and crackers and a bag of white wine? We're basically like a drive-in movie for grown ups ... and the kids on the hill are all on peyote,” she laughed.
Feist made it her mission to get the IBG crowd off its butts by the end of her 90-minute set. And with the lonely desert twang of her guitar, galloping drums and chirping, powerful backup vocals from the now-dolled-up Mountain Man, she succeeded.
As she rocked through new renditions of hits like “I Feel It All” off 2007’s The Reminder and “Mushaboom” off 2004’s Let It Die, fans crowded around the stage. Though her sound has changed markedly from the endearing indie pop Feist of the mid-2000s to the darker, Western-tinged rocker she is today, fans ate it up like their fancy cheese.
Feist closed out her set with “Get it Wrong, Get it Right” off Metals, with particularly lovely back-up harmonies that reverberated out into the early evening. Her encore offered up more favorites like “The Limit to Your Love” and “Let It Die,” which she followed by a second solo encore of “Intuition.” As the seated crowd packed up their picnics and low-backed chairs, the front row faithful sung back the lyrics: “Did I, did I miss out on you.”
Thankfully, we did not.
If you’re going through ladies cycling withdrawal after the Exergy Tour blew through town last weekend, the seventh-annual Dirty and Pink Alley Cat should revive your cycling spirit on Saturday, June 2.
Boisean Wendy Fox works as the tech person for Dirty and Pink. This is her second year organizing, after racing in it the three previous years. Fox explained that every rider gets a manifest detailing all the different points they must stop at. The rider who can most efficiently map out the course wins.
This year’s theme is Seven Deadly Sins, and encourages ladies to dress up as the dark side or the saintly side of the sin. Each of the seven stops will somehow represent one of the sins: envy, lust, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony and pride.
“You see girls in costumes riding bikes around the city," said Fox. "It’s a fun thing to do in the community; It brings joy.”
The race registration begins at 2 p.m. at the Ann Morrison fountain, and ends a few hours later at Payette Brewing Company in Garden City. Preregistration is available but filling up, with 130 spots total. You must be 21 or older to enter.
“And even if you come in last place, there’s a prize for that," said Fox. "It’s the Dead Fucking Last award.”
In case you haven't logged on to any sort of social media site in the last day or two, this is what you missed: a naked man was shot and killed in Miami while eating another man alive in a drug-induced psychosis.
It was a horrific and gruesome attack that also happened to be primed for punchlines about the beginning of a zombie uprising.
But it was also caught on tape from a nearby security camera. The entirety of the incident, including the attack and the police shooting of Rudy Eugene, the Miami cannibal, is below.
Video from the same camera of the paramedics helping the victim Ronald Poppo can be seen here.
Benajmin Busch is perhaps most widely known as the actor who played Officer Anthony Colicchio on HBO's The Wire. But he's also a war veteran, a stone mason and a published author. And even with all that, he's still stuck in the shadows.
"I'm impressed," a young audience member said to Busch at his reading on May 29 at Hyde Park Books. "I really like your dad, though."
The dad in question is celebrated novelist Frederick Busch. Someone who Busch said he was not looking to imitate.
Illinois Rep. Mike Bost probably had a point he wanted to make when he spoke to Congress Tuesday. It might have been something about pension reforms. But no one heard any of that.
What did they hear?
Well, Bost is no Mr. Smith, let's just say that. The below video clip of him freaking out Jerry Maguire-style on the floor of Congress says the rest.